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Real for Me (Derek Hale)

Requested by: floralpieceofmind 

Number and Line:  2; “It was real. It was real to me.” &15 “The thing is, I can’t pretend we never happened because I’m still in love with you.”

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Originally posted by unconditionalloveandunicornspawn

Derek was back, he left before you could even say goodbye. When he left, he took your heart with him and broke it into a million pieces. You were devastated and now here he was, back in your life and attempting to talk to you.

“Derek, I can’t do this right now with you, I need to go find Scott and I don’t really feel like dealing with the skeletons in my closet, alright?” you told him as you grabbed your pea coat and attempted to leave your apartment.

           “Oh c’mon, it was not even a real relationship for the two of us, we had sex  a few times, that was it,” he told you and your anger grew. You turned around, stopping him in his tracks with a slap across his face. He didn’t expect it from you but somehow, some way, it had gotten his attention.

           “It was real. It was real to me. How dare you say such a thing, you broke my heart Derek,” you said with a sniffle.  

           “Can’t we just pretend we never happened and start new?” Derek asked, desperate to start again.

           “The thing is, I can’t pretend we never happened because I’m still in love with you,” you told him before walking out of the apartment and slamming the door behind you.

Issac Lahey | “How can you love something so broken?!”

Count of words: 930

Warnings: Kinda sad (in some parts)

A/N: Just please feel free to request anything and this is the first part of this one. It will have like two parts cause I lost the original draft of this one and I couldn’t write more than this today.

Author: Katerina 

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The days were always grey. Skies were never blue and stars never shown. The cold felt colder than snow and the warmth of that hand felt hotter than hell. That was his life. Every non-existant mistake would be punished. From accidently making noise to failing a test to nothing Issac would be punished. Nightmares would hunt his day and night life. The hours in school were always his only little escape, his only little safe space. That until he was turned.

When Issac was turned his whole life was turned apside down.  Suddenly a dush of confidence was running through his veins. A whole lot of strengh and power was all over him and a feeling of dominance was slowly showing off.

He became cocky. He became a jerk. But she would look at him and still wonder how he did that. She was a part of the pack. She knew how the bite would change everything but she thought “it comes with great responsibility and some great advantages”, said Scott and I quote. He always says how it is a gift and a curse and that’s why he never turned her.

She seemed fragile. Like the little girl that would cry if you took her food away. But underneath that little small and adorable figure she hid a strong and powerful warrior that would do anything to save herself and her friends. He always knew it. He always knew that she wasn’t the little adorable and scared little girl that would hide behind the big bad wolf. She would become the big bad wolf if necessary and he would admire that. He would admire how she never let anyone deal with her problems or fight her battles.

No matter how much none of them wanted to admit it they both wanted each other. They needed each other. They were each other’s secret drug without anyone knowing. They were each other’s anchor.

She was his anchor. When he was ready to flip out her sweet voice was louder than his beastly instincts. Her touch was enough to bring him back to humanity; the only thing to put his heart in fire and put the beast to sleep.

He was her anchor. When tears were streaming down her eyes his voice rang louder than the voice of depression, louder than the voice of anxiety. His protective arms around her were enough to put her heart in ease.

She was always craving him. She was craving his love, his touch, his scent. Oh, his scent. It would be all over her everytime they hugged. His big palm would be draped on top of her knee whenever they were sitted next to each other and it would drive her crazy. She was craving taking care of the hurt and scared puppy Issac would always hide away from everyone.

He would need her. He needed her love, her touch, her scent. He loved how she would never remove his hand from her knee, or how she always smelled like a rose garden all the time. He would love the smell she left on him every time they hugged. It was driving him insane. But she made him weak. She made his legs feel like jelly and his palms sweat. Everything about her would make him weak on his knees.

This night was calm. Issac was at the ‘sinema’ with a drink on his hand. He was not aware what the liquor burning his throat at every sip was but he didn’t care. Wolfsbane worked great with what he was drinking. “You like the strong ones, don’t you?” A female voice rang through the loud room. He turned around only to see her. “I am no wolf but I have a great sense of smell.” She continued taking a couple steps further to stand right in front of him. After taking his hand in hers and smelling the strong liquor she spoke up again. “Mm. Rake, isn’t it?” She asked only to get no reply. “I don’t really know.” Issac said giggling softly after a while. Still having his hand in hers she brought the glass to her lips tasting the strong drink. “I was right.” She said. “It is very strong. How can you handle the four glasses I’ve seen you swallow?” She asked before realising her question. “Did you forget that I’m a, you said and I quote, cute little wolfie?” He said sending her a big smile. “Oh my god, when did I say that?”

Just this simple little game of words brought the two together. The random conversations every week became random conversations every day. The few seconds they were talking became few minutes, few hours. Time never seemed to end between these two. Conversations were held at any given moment.

Weeks, months, years passed the simple chats became deeper and deeper the unconfessed love of the two became an unending game of who would fall harder even if they both fell hard enough. A relationship started and the love was shown. None of them could deny that they were head over heels for the other.

Tonight Issac was left alone in his apartment. A sudden feeling of depression filled his gut. The loneliness took over the room. The darkness was howling in his head. A sudden feeling of doubt paid a visit to him. 'I am not good enough. I am just hurting her by being like this. I’m too damaged to be with her. I break her every day. ’ He said as a tear rolled down his cheek.

Teen Wolf Preference - Fake Dating

DEREK HALE

Derek couldn’t believe you had convinced him into doing this.

“You want me to what?” he’d asked, not sure if he’d heard you correctly.  

“I just need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for this event since… I kinda already told everyone that you’re my boyfriend and you were coming. There’ll be free food and alcohol and you won’t even have to talk to many people!”

This had naturally intrigued Derek but there had been something that he couldn’t help but ask you.

“Really? You picked me for your big fake boyfriend plan? You know I don’t… get along well with people around here. Why not Parrish?”

Derek could see Parrish pulling up now at the event in his police uniform. Parrish wasn’t a bad guy but Derek couldn’t help but clench his fists at the sight of him. He wasn’t one to get jealous easily but this guy just put his teeth on edge.

“Shit! Parrish! Why didn’t I think of that?” you’d said angrily, shaking your head, “well, it’s too late. Will you just please go with me, Derek? It’s just one night. We can fake break up the next day.”

Derek had then thought for a moment, making sure to avoid your eye. You had a particular pleading look that you often gave him that made it hard for him to ever say no to you. But he couldn’t resist and looked at you, and it was then that he decided that he was going to be a part of your fake dating charade and he was going to be the best fake date there ever was.

“You came!”

Derek was pulled out of his trance, turning to see you hurrying towards him with a grin on your face.

“I said I would, didn’t I?”

You shook your head, “I just wasn’t sure. Wow, you look really good, you should wear suits more often.”

“I always look good,” he offered his hand, smiling a little as you took it. Your hand was so tiny compared to his. “You don’t look too bad either.”

That was an understatement. Derek always thought you looked gorgeous but right now, he was so blown away by how beautiful you looked that he had to remind himself to breathe.

Gee, thanks. We’re running a bit behind – I’d planned to have at least 2 drinks by now.”

The event was in full swing and Derek felt like he was in high school again. First of all, the event was being held in the school’s hall as the community one was under construction and second of all, he found himself watching protectively over you as he heard several greasy men comment on how good you looked.

“I was wondering when the two of you were going to get together,” Jordan Parrish congratulated the two of you, avoiding Derek’s intimidating stare, “all (Y/N) ever talked about was ‘how hot Derek is’.”

Your eyes widened, taking a rather large sip of your drink as you elbowed Jordan ‘playfully’.

“I did not!”

All throughout the night people had approached you and Derek and gave similar comments (minus the snarky one Jordan gave), saying that they’d seen the two of you out on dates and were wondering when you were going to call it official. In all honesty, neither you or Derek had considered your outings to be dates but now that he was thinking back on it, he wondered if he should start considering them as just that.

Derek proceeded to smile as Jordan winced from the hit you gave him, “well, it was a surprise to me actually. I had always thought the two of you were going to get together.”

“Nah, (Y/N) has only ever had eyes for you!” Jordan glanced at your now nearly empty glass, “want a refill?”

“God, yes please. I’m gonna be needing something heavier at this rate.”

“Completely agree with you.” and with a wink, Jordan disappeared back through the crowd towards the bar and Derek shifted his focus back to you.

“I feel a bit stupid for being jealous of him now,” he admitted, smelling the embarrassment on you which only caused his smile to widen more. Derek honestly couldn’t remember smiling this much since he was a teenager and it turned out a lot of people at the event were being a lot kinder to him because of it.

“Yeah, well, I picked you as my fake boyfriend for a reason. It’s believable and everyone seems to already think it was happening.”

You wished Jordan would hurry up with that drink.

Derek could hear your heart racing and you glanced up at him, something seeming to occur to you as a surprised expression dawned on your face.

“Holy shit – you don’t actually like me, do you?”

He leaned closer to you, his grin seeming rather wolfish now.

“By the sounds of it,” he pointed to your heart, “you feel the same way.”

Derek was now the one taken aback as very quickly, you closed the gap between the two of you and pressed a hard kiss against his lips.

“Stupid werewolf powers.” Was all you said as a low growl came from the back of Derek’s throat, Jordan now walking up from behind you with drinks in his hand. Derek wanted to desperately kiss you just a little longer but as his eyes met briefly with yours, he knew the whole dating charade was going to become a lot more realistic and there was going to be endless amount of time to kiss you.


ISAAC LAHEY

“Sorry man. You probably won’t have a lot to contribute to the conversation considering you’ve never had a girlfriend,” Stiles teased for what felt like the millionth time as he and Isaac stood by the lockers waiting for the rest of the group to arrive.

Stiles had just asked him for advice for an upcoming date but then took it back quickly saying he probably would just ask Scott about it in the car. A low growl escaped Isaac’s lips as he tried to remind himself that Stiles just wasn’t worth it as the idiot seemed to get off on annoying him. And unfortunately, it was working and sometimes Isaac was just a bit impulsive.

“Well, not one that you know of.”

Stiles’s eyebrow quirked up and a Grinch like smile came across his face, wondering if he was hearing this right.

“A girlfriend in fourth grade doesn’t count,” he reminded and Isaac’s hands balled into fists.

“I’m not supposed to talk about it.” Because it isn’t real, Isaac thought.

Stiles nodded, “oh, yeah right, sure, sure.”

The tone in his voice was enough for Isaac to glance around and see you and Lydia walking in the opposite direction of where he was standing. You and Isaac weren’t close but you got along like a house on fire, regularly working together on pack ‘missions’ or sometimes you just studied together in the library. He’d been asked several times if he was interested in you, all those times he just shrugged as an answer but if anyone was to believe he was dating someone, you would be a good candidate.

“(Y/N),” Isaac said, “(Y/N) and I have been dating.”

Stiles looked as if he’d just discovered gold.

“(Y/N)? You want me to believe that? She’s way out of your league!” and then he was shouting, “(Y/N)! Are you and Isaac dating?”

Lydia and you stopped your walking, Lydia raising her eyebrows at you as you turned around slowly. Everyone in the hallway seemed to go quiet, interested in this little bit of gossip and you met with Isaac’s horrified eyes.

“Uh, yes?” was all you said before continuing on your way, Lydia beginning to smack you excitedly at discovering this information as Stiles turning back to Isaac.

“I can’t believe you weren’t just fucking with me. You should invite her to come bowling with all of us tomorrow night – Lydia will be there so she won’t feel so weird. I seriously can’t believe you landed a girlfriend like that, fuck.”

Isaac couldn’t believe that he’d landed a fake girlfriend like that either.

That night, Isaac found himself climbing into your bedroom and nearly scaring you half to death.

“What the shit?” you hissed, pausing the show you were watching, “first you say we’re dating and now you’re climbing through my window? Did I miss something?”

He smiled sheepishly, brushing off a few sticks that got caught in his sweater while trying to climb up through your window.

“Uh, I know normal people just text but I thought I should just ask you in person. I didn’t really think this through –,”

You cut him off, “yeah, I can see that.”

“But, fuck this is stupid. Stiles was being a dick and I kind of just said you were my girlfriend so he’d leave me alone. I didn’t think he’d actually, uh, ask you about it but do… you wanna go bowling with the group of us tomorrow?”

You’d always had a crush on Isaac. He was one of the first guys to ever really notice you and see you for more than just your looks and you wanted to throw one of your pillows at him and demand he take you out on a proper date because you genuinely liked him. But even though he freaked you out a bit by abruptly climbing through your window at that time of night, you couldn’t resist him.

“Fine. But before you leave, I already answered a bunch of our relationship questions to Lydia so you’ll have to learn them. And you’re paying for my shoes and games for bowling. Oh, and when we fake break up, it’ll be a mutual break up and it can’t be weird.”

You weren’t particularly eager to be out bowling with the group. You got along well with everyone and they were being overly nice to you ever since they found out you and Isaac were ‘dating’. A few times Stiles had said to you ‘really, Isaac?’ but other than that, no one really questioned it. The people in the group who were wolves didn’t even suspect that the two of you were faking the whole ordeal because they could hear how fast your heart rates were when you were around one another, which made everything much easier.

“Lydia said she invited you to come earlier in the week but you said no.” Isaac said, his arm wrapped around you rather lazily as you watched Scott get up for his first go. It felt rather natural for the two of you to be like this, having small touches here and there and sneaking each other little glances. It was comfortable and you had to remind yourself that this was all supposed to be a charade.

“Uh, did I forget to mention that I can’t bowl?”

“You know you’re up next, right?”

You nodded, “yeah, that’s why I’m just a bit nervous.”

Scott got a strike, grinning as he turned to the group who were all rolling their eyes at the unfairness of him having werewolf abilities which were a rather big help in the situation. You wished you had the abilities because you had no idea what you were about to do.

“C’mon,” Isaac helped you to your feet, picking up your ball for you and beginning to walk towards your lane.

“Seriously? What are you doing?”

He handed you the ball, smiling a little and back at the seats the two of you were already earning a few ‘awes’.

“I’ll help you, it’s the least I can do,” he handed you the ball and you held it in the hand you were most comfortable with as he began to help line you up correctly, “aren’t we just relationship goals?”

You laughed rather nervously and Isaac stood behind you, his back pressed against yours and you did your best to concentrate on your bowling but it was proving to be difficult.

“Just move sort of like… this,” he murmured into your ear and as he showed you the throwing movement the second time around, you released the ball and it went flying down the middle of the lane, hitting all the pins except one.

“Oh my god,” a grin came across your face as you turned around to Isaac who couldn’t quite believe it either, “oh my god!”

You flung your arms around his neck, kissing him excitedly and Isaac nearly fell backwards at the sudden action. Eagerly though, he kissed you back, enjoying the feeling and hoping that you’d do this every time you did well in the game.

“How come you don’t do that when I do well?” Scott asked Kira from their seats and she nudged him playfully.

Realising that you had to bowl once more and everyone was watching the two of you with stupid grins on their faces, you shyly pulled away and began to walk back to get another ball. Triumphantly, Isaac walked back to the group who might as well have been clapping for him and Lydia patted his arm.

“It’s about time the two of you got together. (Y/N) always talked about how much she liked you but you just ‘didn’t like her back’. I swear if you break her heart I’ll break you.” She smiled sweetly and Isaac, who had to admit was a little intimidated, smiled back as you successfully knocked down your final pin.

“Not planning on it, Lydia.”


LIAM DUNBAR

“I think I left my lacrosse jersey at your place,” you were startled by your ex-boyfriend who was now standing beside your locker, an annoyed look on his face as if it were you fault that he’d misplaced his belongings.

“You never took any of your lacrosse gear to my house.” You told him coolly, shutting your locker which you weren’t actually done looking in and attempting to walk away from him. To your annoyance, he followed.

“Well, if you see it then tell me,” he said and you rolled your eyes. The two of you had been broken up for 3 months, you were certain you would have come across it by now. “How’re you going anyway? Any new guys in your life?”

The last bit he said with an amused tone, causing you to clutch your bag just a bit tighter. You knew if you said no that he’d proceed to tell you the long list of girls that were in his life now – some of which were in his life while the two of you were dating.

“Yeah, believe it or not I actually have a boyfriend.”

You saw a group of guys up ahead being rather rowdy and spotted Liam Dunbar, the guy you were planning to find just earlier because he’d promised you his research notes from one of your classes.

“Oh, really? Do I know them?”

You knew you should’ve just made up a name of some guy that went to another school but because you just happened to be looking at Liam, you couldn’t help it.

“Liam.”

Your ex looked surprised, “Dunbar? Seriously?”

At that moment, Liam looked up, having been listening in on your conversation and he was just as confused too. You couldn’t believe you picked someone so obvious – and someone that was on the same team as your ex as well. You weren’t going to get away with this.

“Um… yeah?”

Liam sensed your embarrassment and excused himself from the group of friends he was talking to. It was well known that he hated your ex and any opportunity to annoy him was valuable.

“Hey babe!” he said cheerfully as he approached you, trying not to laugh at how red you went as he placed a kiss on your cheek, “everything alright here?”

Your ex, to your relief, stepped away, “everything’s fine, man. (Y/N), if you see the jersey let me know.”

When your ex was safely out of sight, you turned to Liam who had a smug smile on his face.

“How – why?” you stammered, not really sure how you’d just managed that.

“I hate that guy,” he said, “don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone we’re not really dating. We make a cute couple anyway, even if it’s fake.”

“What? Liam, you don’t have to do this. I was just being stupid.”

He shook his head, “he’s just told about 5 people that we’re dating. It’ll be fun! We can get back at that guy all while doing our assignments. It’s a win-win situation.”

And so the fake relationship began. To your surprise, you greatly benefited from the situation. Creepy guys stopped bothering you, if you ever needed to get warm Liam was perfectly fine with you just walking into his arms while he talked with some friends and you ended up making more friends of your own. Some of the seniors he hung around became protective of you and Lydia Martin, of all people, started casually talking to you and giving you advice whenever you needed it. You often forgot that you weren’t really dating because whenever you were around Liam, your heart raced and you got butterflies as if you were actually hanging out with someone you had feelings for. It wasn’t until you sometimes saw your ex around the school who made snide and rude comments about the two of you that you remembered what was going on.

“You’re all sweaty,” you laughed as you and Mason went onto the field after one of the lacrosse games to congratulate Liam. He had a large grin on his face, pulling off his lacrosse helmet and Mason gave him a high five.

“Usually after sports people get sweaty. Weird, isn’t it?” Mason said as you gave Liam a short congratulatory hug, “poor Devenford Prep though… I should probably go and see if Brett’s alright…”

“Yeah, I’m sure you’re really concerned about his feelings,” Liam said sarcastically as Mason ignored him, walking over to the opposite (and losing) team.

“So, how does it feel to win against your old school?”

“Quite amazing, actually,” he paused, “he’s watching again. Doesn’t he have anything better to do?”

You shrugged, knowing exactly who Liam was talking about, “maybe we should give him a show.”

You had been joking – kind of. And Liam knew that but he couldn’t resist. He dropped his helmet, cupping your face and kissing you passionately. You no longer cared about how sweaty he was as you kissed him back, a part of you relieved that you were finally getting to do this.

You pulled away slightly, smiling like an idiot and Liam began to lean in again.

“He’s not even watching anymore,” you told him and he shook his head.

“I just really like kissing you.”

And then you kissed him again.

SCOTT MCCALL

“This is just relationship…ist,” you said angrily as you and Scott sat in the library working on an assignment together. Scott raised an eyebrow, half listening as he was actually working while you were flicking through a free Beacon Hills magazine that you could always find lying around the town in random places.

“I have no idea what you’re going on about.”

You put the magazine down in front of him so he had to actually look away from what he was doing, pointing to the ad on the page.

“Couples get a 50% discount at the Canary. Couples are the ones that can actually afford to be there, single people should be the ones getting the discount.”

Scott pushed the magazine back towards you, amused by your reaction.

“What’s so good about the restaurant, anyway?” he asked and you looked at him in disbelief.

“How – how could you ask that? The food is the best food I’ve ever eaten. It makes you want to cry rainbows it’s so good.”

He snorted, “if you let me do my work I’ll be your fake boyfriend and go with you.”

“You know the way to my heart, McCall.”

You told maybe one person that you and Scott were going for the discounted food and the word got out like Chinese whispers. Soon, everyone ignored the fact you were just going to a restaurant together and were talking about how the two of you were now dating. Both of you, even with Scott’s werewolf senses, were oblivious to the rumours and were sitting at lunch together when Stiles was the first person to sit down with the both of you.

“I can’t believe you two,” he said, you having your mouth full with your lunch but raising an eyebrow at him, “you’re dating and you didn’t even tell me.”

You nearly choked on your food.

“Where’d you hear that?” Scott asked casually, not denying the claim.

“From fucking Lindsay of all people! She wanted to know how long it’d be going on – how come everyone knew before your best friend?!”

You looked at Scott and to your surprise, he shrugged.

“We were going to keep it a secret.”

That was when the rest of the group sat down at the table.

“So it’s true then?” Lydia asked, looking between you and Scott and he took your hand, giving it a small squeeze.

“Yes, we’re dating,” and then he looked at you, “and we’re going to get a discount at the Canary. I want to cry rainbows.”

You knocked at Scott’s front door on Saturday night, ready for your fake date. The two of you had found the whole fake dating thing to be rather amusing, promising each other to keep it up until after the restaurant date and then saying that you would break up afterwards because you realised you were just ‘better off as friends’.

As Scott didn’t have a car you said you’d drop by his place after he was done practicing lacrosse with Stiles and Liam that day. Usually you didn’t mind just going on the back of his motorbike to places but tonight you actually got dressed up a little bit and you couldn’t risk having helmet hair or your makeup getting smudged.

“(Y/N)!” Melissa grinned as she opened the door, “come on in. Scott got home later than expected and he’s nearly ready. God, I’m so glad he finally got the guts to ask you out. He’s always gushing about his feelings for you and how he just doesn’t know what to do about it. He adores you, really.”

“Really, mum?” Scott said, knowing he was too late in defusing the embarrassing situation as he came walking quickly down the stairs.

“I’m your mother, it’s my job to embarrass you,” Melissa teased, “I guess that’s my cue to leave the two of you alone. Have fun – be safe!”

You only managed to yell a goodbye because Scott was pushing you out of the door, eager to get out of the situation.

“Don’t,” he warned, knowing you were ready to mention what had just happened, “you look amazing, by the way.”

“It’s not often I dress up like this so you better appreciate it. So should the discounted food, which I’m highly looking forward to.”

The Canary was filled with couples of all ages and you and Scott fit right in as plates of food were being placed in front of you.

“Are we going to be able to eat this all?” you asked.

“(Y/N), I’m a guy who also happens to be a werewolf. I could finish all of this on my own.”

He had a fair point.

The two of you were complimented several times by waiters for being such a cute couple, you both accepting these compliments graciously but with bright red faces. Ever since Melissa made the comment earlier about the two of you, you couldn’t help but wonder if she was joking because you’d always thought it was just you that liked him.

“What is it?” Scott asked, noticing your wondering expression. You gave a small shrug, feeling awfully shy which you weren’t usually like around him.

“Do you really gush about having feelings for me?”

This time, he was the shy one. Scott poked at his food, his cheeks reddening which they had been on and off throughout the night.

“I wouldn’t say I gushed about it,” he finally admitted, “but I do talk about liking you a bit.”

STILES STILINSKI

Saturday night had been a blur. The last memory you had was agreeing to do shots with Stiles and the next day you woke up safely tucked in bed (thanks to Scott) just before you launched yourself to the toilet to begin your day of being hungover. You felt like shit. And even on Monday morning as you walked into school you had a faint throbbing in your head and you were drinking more water when Stiles arrived.

“I’m never drinking alcohol again,” was the first thing you said to him, noticing he looked a similar way to you.

“Tell me about it,” he agreed, “but we say that all the time.”

You leaned against his side, waiting for the others to arrive when you got your first ‘congratulations’ from someone. Neither of you were sure what the person was congratulating you on but you thanked them anyway. Then it happened again when a girl from your English class walked past, lifting her hand to high five you.

“I heard about Saturday! It’s about time you two got together!” she said excitedly before walking into school.

“Do you have any idea what’s going on?” you asked, confused as to what you just witnessed as Stiles shook his head.

“I spent yesterday in the toilet. I didn’t even turn my phone on because the brightness made me sick.”

You waited a little longer and then Stiles suddenly perked up.

“Dude, there’s Theo. I saw him at the party on Saturday with that guy – I think he’s trying to get him to join his weird ass pack,” Stiles tried to tell you quietly, hoping that Theo was listening in.

“Or he could be into guys?”

“Well, you two were certainly a sight for sore eyes,” Kira suddenly said, appearing beside the two of you and making you jump. When she noticed the confused, she elaborated. “On Saturday, I mean. I didn’t know that getting the two of you together meant getting you drunk and having you confess your love to one another but man, it worked. That was gross.”

You and Stiles nearly had a heart attack. Quickly, you stepped away from one another, sharing a confused stare just as the bell went. Kira looked between the two of you but didn’t say anything, leaving you two alone as she entered the school on her own. Rather than say anything, you and Stiles went your separate ways.

During second period, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You glanced at the message from Stiles which simply read to meet him at your spot. Your teacher was reluctant to let you leave but when you did, you nearly sprinted to the spot under the third floor corridor staircase where Stiles was waiting clearly agitated. It seems you weren’t the only one having people come up to you and congratulate you on officially dating Stiles and that many people saw your proclamation of love which neither of you can remember.

“Do you remember?” you began but Stiles suddenly pulled you to him, putting a hand over your mouth. You were confused, only to hear Theo’s voice echoing the corridor and you got the idea. You tried to listen in with him but Theo stopped talking and soon you heard footsteps coming towards where the two of you were hiding.

Stiles swiftly kissed you, causing you to freeze up. You weren’t sure whether to pull away or to kiss him back, only to understand what he was doing when Theo finally stopped in front of the two of you.

“Whoa, Theo!” Stiles pulled away, “can’t a couple just have a few moments of peace?”

Theo’s eyebrows furrowed, “so the rumours are true.”

“The rumours? Didn’t you see us at the party?” Stiles wrapped his arm around you and you smiled sheepishly. Your teacher was gonna be pissed at how late you were going to be.

“Must’ve left by then.”

“With your guy friend?” you blurted out and Stiles tried to stifle a laugh. Theo decided it was best to ignore you – which it was – and began to walk back to class that he was obviously avoiding as well.

You looked at Stiles with a questioning expression but he shook his head, “we’ll talk about this later.”

You never talked about it later but you had a silent agreement to continue the fake dating. Both of you watched one too many movies and had the idea that if you did the couple getting caught making out when you were actually searching into something you shouldn’t be then it was a win-win deal. You were just too nosy.

“We’re basically detectives,” Stiles said, the two of you hidden in a corner of a club watching a group of suspected chimeras. The two of you had been awfully touchy the past few days, both of you trying to convince yourselves it was all just a charade but it wasn’t. If you were able to convince your friends that you were dating, the people you were closest to, then it wasn’t really fake.

“Do you wanna go home and watch Star Wars?” you yelled over the music and Stiles leaned his forehead against yours.

“You are perfect for me.” He said, grabbing your and leading you out of the club. Your heart was racing and even when you got to the car, Stiles continued to hold your hand on the drive back to his place.


“For our detective work, right?” you said jokingly to him when he pulled into the driveway, Stiles walking quickly around to your side of the car to open the door for you.

Stiles leaned in and kissed you, “this has never been about the detective work.”

THEO RAEKEN

“Leave me alone,” you said for the third time to a guy that hadn’t stopped trying to chat you up during the last big lacrosse game. You looked around, trying to find someone you knew to go to for help but the crowds of people all looked the same.

“Why? You got a boyfriend?”

“Why should that matter? Leave me alone.”

You tried to remember how to throw a punch – you even considered making a scene by yelling loudly for the creep to get away from you. But your rescuer stepped out of the shadows, wrapping their arm around you and you nearly punched them in the face until you saw who it was.

“This guy bothering you, babe?” Theo Raeken said sternly and the guy put his hands in the air.

“Hey! No problem here, Raeken!”

“Really?” Theo stepped towards him, “because you better not be bothering my girlfriend.”

Despite how scared you were, your heart was filling with butterflies for all the wrong reasons. You had Theo in a few of your classes and god, you found him insanely attractive. He was always sweet towards you and now you were never going to be able to thank him enough.

“I’m not! I was just leaving, I swear!”

You’d never seen someone move so quickly.

When he disappeared into the crowd, Theo turned to you and gave you the most charming smile. You knew about his powers and was fully aware that he could probably smell your lust and nervousness.

“Don’t mention it,” he winked before disappearing as well and you couldn’t help but smile like an idiot.

The next week you were sitting in the library on your own when Theo sat down beside you again, putting his arm around you. Your heart got caught in your throat as you glanced up at him, Theo seeming very comfortable and casual with the situation.

“Didn’t you hear?” he said with an amused tone, “everyone thinks we’re actually dating. I want to make sure they continue to think that so those guys will leave you alone.”

“What guys?”

“Over there. They’ve been saying some disgusting things about you and either I beat the shit out of them or they just get too freaked out to do anything in the first place,” he paused, “you’re cute when you’re nervous.”

You ignored him, “so, what? You’re fake dating me now?”

“Do you mind? I think it’d be fun.”

Theo took your answer as a yes when you blushed and look hastily away.

The next few weeks went past in a blur. It all started out as a bit of fun and eventually you were comfortable enough with Theo to get a bit into it as well. He never did anything beyond holding your hand or wrapping his arms around you but soon you were beginning to realise you wanted more – and so did Theo. He tried to convince himself that he was just doing this as a nice gesture because he’d thought you were vulnerable but he came to realise that you were stronger than even he was. You impressed him and Theo found himself lying in bed at night wishing you were there and he got excited whenever he knew you were nearby.

It was another big lacrosse game and Theo was finishing up some personal business when he saw a guy attempting to take the seat that Theo had originally be sitting in and chat you up. He clenched his teeth, storming towards you and his heart jumped when you made eye contact and you smiled at him.

“Hey babe,” Theo said, leaning down to where you were sitting, cupping your cheek and kissing you hard on the lips. You froze up but kissed him back, the guy that had been attempting to hit on you moving far away as possible.

“Get a room!” someone yelled and Theo moved away, brushing his thumb against your cheek.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

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the fear of losing you // stiles stilinski

Summary: Stiles and Y/N can’t stand each other but as soon as one of them gets hurt their differences don’t seem to matter

Requested: yes

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: no 

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“All I’m saying is that maybe if you focused a little bit more on the unsolved cases instead of chasing after a girl, who quite frankly doesn’t love you back, you wouldn’t have so many red strings on the board!” Y/N huffed, sitting up in his bed and folding her arms across her chest.

“Sorry not all of us are heartless monsters like you.” He sneered.

“Fuck off Stiles!” She shouted. “You asked me to help you with this remember?”

“Well maybe it was a mistake.” He shot back.

“Maybe it was.” She reached for her backpack and slammed the door behind her.

The next day their group of friends seemed to sense the tension between them.

“Wait, Anakin Skywalker is Luke’s father?” Lydia asked Stiles as he presses his palms to his head in frustration

 "Yes.“

"So then who is Luke and Leia’s mother? Darth Vader didn’t have a wife.” She asked.

“Padmè.” Y/N grumbled, taking a sip of her milk.

Stiles rolled his eyes as she grabbed her tray to throw away the remains of her meal. He followed behind her mocking her and making faces for the rest of the pack’s amusement.

“I don’t understand why they can’t get along.” Lydia frowned. “They’re practically the same person.”

“That’s why they don’t get along.” Scott responded, pointing in their direction. “Because they’re practically the same person.” Lydia looked up to see Y/N’s white shirt stained with the chocolate milk Stiles had been drinking only moments ago. She tried the best she could to drown out the sounds of their bickering as she covered her ears and let out a loud sigh.

Days past and they kept their distance. He wouldn’t admit it, but he didn’t know what the next step to solving the case was and he needed her help. He stood his ground though, never giving into her death stares or snide remarks.

Scott approached her after school one day to try and get her to open up about their differences.

“You know he needs you to figure out the case right?” He asked, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“He knows where to find me.” Y/N responded, not meeting his gaze. When he didn’t reply, she stopped walking and looked up to see him smirking.

“What?” She questioned.

“You may be able to fool Stiles Y/N, but I know how you really feel about him.” He announced.

“And how exactly do I feel about him?” She mocked.

“Ask you rapidly increasing heartbeat.” He mumbled. Rolling her eyes she made her way down the hall. He sprinted to catch up to her.

“Forget I said anything, ok?” Scott offered.

“Fine.” She mumbled.

“Don’t forget about tomorrow.” He told her.

“I’ll be there.” She assured him.

Tomorrow came and she found herself in Scott’s house surrounded by a bunch of rowdy teenagers. It wasn’t her scene, it never was, but Lydia said that if she didn’t come that she wouldn’t talk to her for a month.

She spotted Liam and Hayden first and waved at them, not bothering to go over and interrupt them. She paced around the house, occasionally humming whatever song was playing and stumbled into Lydia who was clearly drunk.

“You came!” She squealed.

“Yeah, you told me you wouldn’t talk to me if I didn’t.” Y/N laughed.

“Lydia!” Scott called after her. Lydia squealed as she ran away from him.

“She won’t stop running away from me.” He sighed as he greeted Y/N.

“How much did you let her have to drink?” She eyed him.

“A few drinks.” He groaned.

“You did this to yourself.” She laughed. “Not all of us have the alcohol tolerance you do.”

“I’m gonna go make sure Lydia doesn’t shove a fork in a toaster or something.” He informed her as he chased after the strawberry blonde, leaving Y/N alone once again. She made her way to the kitchen and decided to pour herself a drink. Not feeling like dealing with the effects of alcohol the next day, she filled her solo cup to the brim with different juices that were meant to be mixers.

“I didn’t know you were coming.” She turned around and saw Stiles standing behind her gripping a similar red cup as hers.

“Lydia forced me to.” She mumbled. He nodded his head, understanding.

“What about you? I thought parties weren’t your scene.” She took a sip of her drink.

“They’re not.” He admitted. “You’re the only person I know here, other than the rest of our friends who are off doing god knows what.”

“How’s the case coming?” She asked, looking up at him for what felt like the first time in weeks.

He looked awful. He seemed paler than usual even in the reflection of the neon lights bouncing around the house. His eyes were glossy with deep purple circles beneath them and his hair was pushed in multiple directions, like he’d constantly been running his fingers through it everyday for at least an hour.

“The board is still full of red strings.” He sighed.

She felt herself release the tension in her shoulders she didn’t know she was holding. Seeing Stiles in such a sad state actually made her feel bad for him. He wasn’t that bad and she knew it, she secretly liked the times that they’d spent locked in his room until 2am trying to figure out how each case was connected or if there was even a connection at all. She missed him. The constant bickering, the sarcastic comments, all of it.

“Y/N?” He called out to her, snapping her back to reality.

“Hmm?”

“I asked what you were drinking.” He asked her.

“Oh, a mix of all the mixers.” She giggled, realizing how funny it sounded.

“What about you?”

“Water.” He chuckled.

“Adventurous.” She playfully nudged his shoulder, causing him to press his lips into a small smile revealing his dimples.

“Y/N, I-”

Words were cut short by the sound of breaking glass coming from the living room followed by multiple screams. They watched in horror as people ran frantically around the house trying to find and exit.

“Can’t we have one night where we don’t have to deal with the shit?” Stiles grumpled, setting his drink down and reaching for a steak knife. Y/N followed suit, grabbing something close to her hoping that it would defend her against the unknown supernatural creature.

Peeking around the corner they noticed that it was none other than a very large, angry looking boy who they swore was dead.

“Theo?” She questioned. Her grip tightened around the bottle of vodka she’d grabbed from the counter as his face twisted into a devilish grin towards her and Stiles. 

Run!“ She shouted. They made their way to the back door and ran as fast as they could.

"He’s suppose to be dead!” Stiles shouted

“Well, he’s clearly not!” She yelled back, jumping over a branch.

“You don’t think he’s the reason-” She couldn’t finish her sentence before Stiles grabbed her wrist, causing her to stop.

“Split up.” He told her.

“Absolutely not!” She protested.

“Y/N, please! We don’t even know if he’s still following us. For all we know Liam, Maila, and Scott could have already taken him down and we’re just running deeper into the woods.”

“Stiles, I’m not leaving you.” She said sternly.

“Why are you so stub-”

The sound of a twig breaking caught their attention. Stiles brought his finger to his lips as they took a small step backwards.

“Scott?” He called out.

When he didn’t receive a reply, he motioned for Y/N to run for help.

“I wouldn’t do that Y/N.” Theo’s voice echoed through the trees. “We both know you won’t get very far.”

Stiles protectively stepped in front of her, shielding her from Theo.

“Long time no see Stilinski.” He chuckled.

“What do you want Theo?” Stiles asked through gritte teeth. Y/N grabbed onto Stiles’ arm out of fear as Theo started to corner them against a tree.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Theo frowned. “I thought I was getting better at portraying my emotions.”

Y/N took the opportunity to throw the bottle she’d been holding at him. It whizzed through the air only to be stopped by Theo’s large hand catching it before it shattered across his head.

“Seriously Y/N? Your weapon of choice was a bottle of liquor.” He laughed at her as he uncapped the bottle and took a long sip.

“What do you want Theo?” Stiles shouted, demanding answers.

“Let’s just say I’m holding a bit of a grunge with you.” He smiled stepping closer to the two, pulling out a handgun. Y/N’s eyes went wide as her heartbeat sped up.

“I don’t want this to take very long, I’ve got other, more important things to do, so if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to get this over with.” He said in a cocky tone.

Stiles flung the knife towards Theo hitting him in the leg. He cried out in pain as he gripped his leg where the knife had just landed.

“You really thought a kitchen knife could stop me?” Theo shouted. “For a boy who’s so smart, you’re the dumbest genius I’ve ever met.” He stated as he removed the bloody blade from the flesh on his thigh. “Looks like you’ll be first.” Theo said, looking at Stiles. “And I’m going to make Y/N watch.”

Her body shook with fear as she watched Theo kick Stiles to his knees. She wanted to scream but she couldn’t. Fear had taken over her body making her unable to move. Theo took a few steps back and pointed the gun at Stiles

“Any last words?” He asked Stiles. He turned to Y/N and looked into her eyes. He had so much he wanted to say to her but not enough time to say it. A single tear fell down his cheek as he swallowed hard.

“Alright then.” Theo smiled. “Let the fireworks begin.”

As soon as she saw Theo’s finger hover over the trigger, she immediately started running towards Stiles. All she heard was a gun shot go off and Stiles arms wrap around her.

“Y/N and Stiles?” Theo snickered. “What an odd pair.” She felt the warm liquid pooling around her body. Her clothes stuck to her abdomen as she lay in Stiles’ arms. He looked down in horror to see that she had been the one to take the bullet for him. Her whole body shook as she wrapped her fingers around his hand.

“This is actually brilliant.” Theo smiled. “I was going to shoot both of you, but I think I’ll just let Stiles live with the fact that he’s going to be the reason that Y/N died.” He grinned wickedly before hearing an all too familiar howl. “Looks like it’s time for me to go.” He said, jogging off into the dark woods. “Until next time.” He called back behind him.

“Why would you do that?” Stiles asked looking down at her laying in his lap.

“Someone has to stay alive and solve the case.” She smiled weakly.

“But I can’t solve it without you!” He raised his voice letting a tear spill from his eyes.

“Stiles don’t cry.” She begged him.

“Why not?!” He shouted. “The only person that I care about is going to die in my arms and it’s all my fault.”

Her eyelids became heavy as her vision started to blur. The numbness spread throughout her entire body and it became hard for her to hold onto Stiles any longer.

“No Y/N, c'mon don’t die on me.” He mumbled as he reached for her hand and held it in his. He felt her body relax into his as her eyes shut fully.

“Please don’t die.” He begged her, as he pulled her into his chest. “I actually like you a lot and these past few days have been hell without you. I miss you so much and I miss the constant fighting and bickering because that’s what we do. That’s how we get along. I know that beyond the bad ass attitude you have you’re actually really sweet and caring but you don’t let people see it. You’ve let me see it a couple of times, hell, you just took a bullet for me!” He choked out. “Please don’t die Y/N, because I don’t actually hate you and I can’t imagine my life without you.” He held her cold hand in his as he let a few more tears fall off of his cheeks. He held her close to his chest as he slowly rocked back and forth. He looked down at her pale face and felt his stomach drop.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered, rubbing his blood stained thumb across her cheek. “I shouldn’t have let you go.”

“Stiles.” She mumbled causing his heart to almost stop completely.

“Y/N?” He asked as she wrapped her fingers around his hand.

“I’m cold Stiles.” She said softly.

“But you’re alive.” He smiled happily.

“Stiles! Y/N!”

Scott came charging towards the pair, eyes widening when he saw the state she was in.

“We have to get her to the hospital.” He announced.

Running off for help, Stiles removed his jacket and covered her with it.

“Better?” He asked.

“Much.” She said with a small smile.

“You scared the shit out of me.” He mumbled. “I thought I lost you.”

“I’m not going anywhere Stilinski.” She whispered. “Besides, you need me remember. We’re the dynamic duo.”

“That’s right.” He chuckled.

“You called me beautiful.” She smiled, causing him to clear his throat.

“You are.” He said nervously.

“You’re pretty cute yourself.” She admitted.

Scott returned moments later with Malia and Liam to help get Y/N safely back to the house so that they could get her to the hospital.

“Did you mean it?” She asked Stiles as Scott lifted her from his lap.

“What?” He questioned, still holding onto her hand.

“All that stuff you said about me?” She clarified. 

Of course.“ He said, kissing her forehead causing the color to return to her cheeks as she blushed.

"We can talk about this later.” He smiled, squeezing her hand. “We need to get you to the hospital.”

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Stiles

You’d originally stolen his hoodie from his locker because it had been colder than you had expected and he had no objection. You ended up wearing it quite a lot and Stiles often encouraged it saying that you looked adorable before kissing you on the forehead and walking with his arm across your shoulders. While that was the truth he just hoped that his signature red hoodie was enough to let anyone interested know that you were taken and who by.

Scott

What better way was there to show that you had the Lacrosse team’s captain’s heart than to wear his Lacrosse jacket? It had his last name boldly written on the back and for the select few who had a more supernatural sense of smell, it was easy for them to realise who it and you belong to. You also loved it because you were constantly surrounded by his scent and it calmed you. When Scott realised he really loved you was when he was returning to class after leaving to ‘go to the bathroom’. You were getting really nervous and he could feel your heightened heart beat as if it was his own. But just as he got to the door your heart beat slowed down to normal and he saw that you’d pulled his jacket off of his chair next to you and slipped it on. Your small smile only got wider when he came back into the room and kissed you on the forehead before sitting down again.

Isaac

Isaac was just generally unhappy if you weren’t wearing one of his scarves. You had figured him out pretty quickly and realised that it was his way of letting everyone know that you were his. He made up excuses: ‘you look cold’ or ‘it goes with what you’re wearing’ even when it really didn’t. But you didn’t really bring it up because he was happy and that’s what mattered.

Liam

Especially with his IED, Liam had trouble controlling himself when someone else started to flirt with you. On bad days they just had to look in your direction and Liam pounced on them before you or one of the pack could pull him off. Liam had done just that and almost really hurt one of your close friends because he thought he had been just too close to you. You’d yelled at him when you got to your house after school, the frustration of his over protectiveness just got to you. Liam ran off and you immediately regretted every word that had left your mouth. He came back only a couple minutes later with a silk pouch. Inside was a necklace with a charm in the shape of an L. “I know it’s kinda stupid but I was going to give it to you for your birthday, and … and I have one too.” He showed you his wrist where he was wearing a bracelet with the same thin silver chain and a charm of the first letter of your name. You knew you were falling hard for this boy.

Derek

Derek worried when you were at school. He knew you wouldn’t even think about cheating on him but he wasn’t so sure about the no-good hormonal teenagers. This wasn’t helped by Isaac and Stiles who had tried to flirt with you within Derek’s earshot. It didn’t end well. So he started leaving hickeys on your neck. You tried to cover them with your hair but they were always visible to anyone who was near enough. But they worked. Also, you couldn’t resist Derek stupid smirk any time he caught sight of them.

Parrish

Jordan liked to pick you up from school to make sure everyone knew you weren’t available and often used his break to do so. If he had the time he would park down the road and wait at the gate so you could walk together with his arm around your waist. But he preferred it when he didn’t as he would pull right up to the door where you would be waiting. He told you that it was just so he could see you as he was often too busy but you knew he liked seeing the faces of the hormonal teenage boys who tried to hit on you. But you endured it and rushed round to open the door and kiss his smirking lips before he sped off again. “I can feel you rolling your eyes y/n.”

Lydia

Every girl has their own scent that they spray on every morning and means you can usually tell who was coming around the corner or down the stairs, Lydia was no different. After you spent time cuddling and watching a movie she realised that her perfume had somehow got onto you. She decided there and then that she loved it when you smelled like her. Lydia also figured that if you were wearing the same perfume as her people would, albeit unconsciously, associate you with her.

Allison

Allison didn’t let anyone think that you weren’t taken. In the hallways, she would sneak up on you and wrap her arms around your waist, even if you were talking to someone. In class, she would hold your hand while sitting behind you. At lunch, she would place a finger underneath your chin so she could turn your face towards her and kiss you. Sometimes people would complain and tell you to get a room but Allison would just swear at them, after all, you wouldn’t exchange the affection for anything in the world.

MASTERLIST

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TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski

- The One Where He Leaves You For Dead (Part 1Part 2Part 3, Part 4)
- The One Where He Finds Out About Your Crush
- The One Where No One Can Find Him
- The One With The Fake Out
- The One With All The Tests (Part 1, Part 2)
- The One With The First Time
- The One With The Big Bad Vampire
- The One With The Hole Diggers
- The One Where He Doesn’t Know That You Know
- The One Where Jackson Is Your Ex
- The One With The Kissing Booth
- The One With The Spell (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4)
- The One Where ‘Its’ Hard
- The One With Prom Night
- The One With All The Yahoo’s
The One With A Condom, Foam Finger And Perfume

Scott McCall

- The One Where He Mistakes Your Period For You Bleeding To Death 
- The One With The Sweater
- The One With The Shoe Stealer
- The One With The Spell (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4)
- The One With The Experiment
- The One With The Handcuffs
- The One With The Secret
The One With Secret Santa

Theo Raeken

- The One Where He Pays You To Go On A Date (Part 1, Part 2)
- The One With His Weakness (Part 1, Part 2)
- The One With A Revival (Part 1)


Liam Dunbar

- The One Where ‘She’s The Man’
- The One Where You’re Scott’s Little Sister (Part 1, Part 2)
- The One With The ‘50 Meter’ Rule

Isaac Lahey

- The One With Romeo and Juliet
- The One Where You Keep Him Safe
- The One With The Taser
- The One With The Radio Show

Derek Hale

- The One With All The Explaining
- The One Where He’s Using You


SHADOWHUNTERS

Jace Wayland

- The One With The Choice (Part 1, Part 2)
- The One With The Rescue Mission
- The One With All The Rap Songs
- The One With All The Partying
- The One With Your Parabatai
- The One With The ‘No P.D.A’ Rule
The One With A Guardian Angel
- The One On The Boat

Alec Lightwood

- The One With The Choice (Part 1, Part 2)
- The One Where Its Not Jace
- The One Where He Doesn’t
- The One With All The Speeches
- The One With The Black Lingerie
- The One Where He’s Your Boyfriend
- The One With The Angel And The Demon (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)
- The One With Alex Brightwool
- The One With All The Teasing
- The One With The Back To School Party
- The One With Jake
- The One With All The Eye Rolling
- The One With The Untimely Confession
The One With A Last Minute Date
- The One With The Witch

Simon Lewis

- The One With Maureen

Malec

- The One With All The Partying (not main pairing)


THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

Damon Salvatore

- The One With The Angel And The Demon (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)


THE 100

John Murphy

- The One Where It’s Wrong

DIVERGENT

Four/ Tobias Eaton

- The One Where You’re Ready

THE FLASH

Barry Allen

- The One Where There’s Not Enough Time
- The One At The Wedding
The One With The Mistletoe

AGENTS OF SHIELD

Robbie Reyes

- The One With The Accident


CROSSOVERS

Shadowhunters x The Vampire Diaries

- The One With The Angel And The Demon (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)


MINI-SERIES

If We Ever Meet Again
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- Part 1

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Stiles:

Stiles had accompanied Lydia and Allison to the mall for dress shopping and little did he know that the stunning girl Lydia ran into would be the one he’d share his first kiss with.

“Lydia, who’s that boy over there waving at me?”

“Oh, that’s Stiles. He’s way under your league; trust me.”

“I actually think he’s kinda cute.”

Scott:

The first time Scott saw you, you were crying. You were another of the Dread Doctors’ genetic chimera experiments and Scott found you sobbing in the tunnels, with blood oozing nonstop out of your shoulder.

“D-don’t let them take me!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone hurt you. You’re safe now, please, don’t cry.” 

Liam:

It was kind of hard for him to not notice you the first time he was in your presence, as you were the only girl on the lacrosse team next to Kira and showcasing your extremely outgoing and loud personality didn’t help him much in terms of trying not to be nervous around you.

“Hey, you’re Liam right? How’s it going?”

“G-good.”

Derek:

When Derek came looking for Scott at Stiles’ house, he was surprised to walk into Stiles’ room to see a girl dancing and singing out loud on the bed. You both made eye contact, and that’s when you fell off the bed; Derek couldn’t stop suppressing the unavoidable smile that came to his face.

“Where the hell are my friends, home alone not agai- ow! Uh, who are you?!”

“I don’t believe we’ve met, I’m Derek Hale.”

“Yeah, Stiles told me about you, you’re the one that never smiles, right?”

Isaac:

The last thing Isaac expected to see when he came to Derek’s place was Derek being thrown and pinned to the ground by a girl half his size. After you were done, you walked off with a smirk on your face, not taking any note of the curly-haired boy and it took Isaac all of his mental and physical strength to refrain from scanning your body up and down.

“Derek, who’s that?”

“Uh, my cousin. Why?”

“Cause’, she kicked your ass beautifully.”

Theo:

Malia had brought you to the workout room when she interrogated Theo about keeping secrets. You had heard a lot about him from the rest of the pack, mostly bad, but you never actually saw him, so Malia thought it would be a good idea for you two to get a little familiar. The result? Neither of you could stop staring.

“You must be (Y/N).”

“Theo.”

“I gotta say, I definitely wasn’t expecting this.”

“I could say the same to you, Rhaeken.”

Jackson:

When Jackson took Allison swimming, he wasn’t anticipating another girl to join them. The first word he thought of when he looked at you was: beautiful. Not sexy, not hot, not cute, like he calls every other girl; but beautiful. And it was at that exact moment he realized that you were the one made for him.

“Hey Allison, I was- who’s this…?”

“Jackson, (Y/N). (Y/N), Jackson. She’s in my english class with Scott, Stiles, and I.”

“(Y/N). That’s a beautiful name.”

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Derek: “Are you serious?!”

Y/N: “Of course not idiot! It’s called sarcasm. Look it up.”

Stiles: “I want to marry her.”

3:27 am // stiles stilinski

Summary: bestfriend!Y/N shows up at Stiles’ house to talk about something that’s been on her mind

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The rain bounced off of the roof as he stared at the ceiling. One hand rested behind his neck as he watched the shadows on the wall move as a result of the pouring rain outside.

His mind raced with vivid ideas and questions he’d been dying to know the answers to. He found himself thinking of her. The girl who took up most of his thoughts, the girl he had the most questions about.

His eyes flicked to the clock on his nightstand. The illuminated numbers read 3:27 am. He let out a long breath before looking back to the ceiling. Humming to the sound of the rain outside, he shut his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

Three loud knocks on the door caused him to open one eye. When he didn’t move, three more louder knocks followed. Slowly making his way downstairs, he looked through the peephole before unlocking the door. Hair stuck to her face as she stood on his front step soaking wet. Her arms folded over her chest as she shifted from one foot to the other.

“I need to talk.” He silently nodded and moved aside to welcome her in.

This was their routine. While the rest of the town was asleep, they’d lay awake until the first sign of daylight talking about all of the things that kept them up at night.

She trudged up the stairs to his room and he shut the door behind her. She could feel the water droplets falling off of her hair and onto the carpet below her. Reaching for his sweater that he knew was her favorite, he handed it to her along with a towel before parting ways and making his way back to his bed.

She returned from the bathroom moments later, hair still damp from the rain and drowning in his signature lacrosse hoodie. He lifted the covers for her and shuddered as she pressed her cold body next to his warm one. They sat in silence listening to the rain as she rested her head in the crook of his neck.

“You know what’s the worst?” She croaked, breaking the silence. 

Hmm?“ He hummed.

"Being in love with someone who doesn’t even realize it.” She whispered.

“Tell me about it.” He sighed.

“Do you know what it feels like to physically ache for someone Stiles? To crave their touch more than the air you need to breath? Or how about the feeling you get when you see them with someone else? Do you know what the emptiness pooling in the bottom of your stomach feels like?” Her lip quivered

 "It’s the worst feeling in the world.“ He admitted. 

No, it’s not.” She laughed coolly. “The worst feeling in the world is loving someone who’s in love with someone else.” She bit her lip and sat up. "I shouldn’t have come here.“ She said crawling out of the bed and pulling her wet clothes out of his hamper

 "Y/N, what’s going on with you?” He asked, sitting up.

“I can’t keep doing this to myself Stiles!” She cried.

“Doing what?” He asked.

“I can’t keep pretending that all I want to be with you is friends.” Her voice cracked. “You’re so in love with her, you have been for years and I’ve stood by your side the entire time but something inside of me snapped a few years ago. I couldn’t stand to see you with her or for anyone else for that matter. But I know that you love her and that you won’t stop until you two are together. I love you so much Stiles and all I want is for you to be happy. If she makes you happy then you need to be with her, I just can’t be with you. I refuse to stand on the sidelines of your life anymore and watch you fall in love while I break my heart.”

Reaching for the door, he grabbed her wrist pulling her back.

“Stiles, please just let me go.” She sobbed.

“It’s you.” He said.

“What?” She questioned.

“It’s you.” He repeated. “You’re the girl.”

“No I’m not.” She scoffed. “It’s Lydia! It’s always been Lydia. I see the way you look at her, the way you smile when she walks into a room, the way you mess up your words around her because your mind is moving faster than your lips are. I do the same thing with you.”

“Y/N.” He placed a hand on the door, shutting it slightly. “It’s always been you.” He said looking into her tear filled eyes. “I had feelings for Lydia, I can’t deny that. But about 2 years ago I realized that I was chasing after someone who would never have the same feelings for me as I did for her. I accepted the fact that we would always be friends. Then, I remember one night you came over to my house at some ungodly hour of the morning saying that you needed someone to talk to. You literally bored me to sleep with your theory of how X represents both a variable and letter when you’re solving math equations. I woke up the next morning the most exhausted I’ve ever been in my entire life, but then I looked over and saw you sleeping next to me with your lips slightly parted, snoring lightly and I couldn’t help but smile.” He laughed, causing Y/N’s heart to race twice as fast as it already was.

“It wasn’t until about 5 months ago when you broke up with Brian and I saw you in so much pain that I promised that I would do everything I could to never make you feel that way again. I’ve been crazy about you for the past 2 years and Lydia was the only one who seemed to pick up on it.” He admitted.

“She’d always smile at me when you would laugh so hard you close your eyes at something I said or give me a small thumbs up when you’d be so excited about passing your test that you’d jump into my arms and thank me for helping you study.” He smiled.

“Please don’t go because it’s you, and it’s always been you.” He said cupping her cheek and looking down at her tear filled eyes.

Too shocked to find the words she wanted to say, she moved closer to him closing off the remaining distance between them. His eyes looked down at her lips and then back to hers as they slowly moved closer.

Soft lips met slightly chapped ones as he wrapped his arm tightly around her waist. Resting his forehead against hers he mumbled the words she only dreamt of him saying, “I love you.” He said as he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I love you too.” She whispered

“Now, would you please put your clothes down and come back to bed?” He asked her. “I’m ready for you to bore me with your outrageous theories that make absolutely no sense.” He smiled lacing their fingers together and leading her back to his bed. 

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